I lost 4,000,000 turtles in the blink of an eye, and the world just Fuarkin watched.
Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every night, I get yelled at... and nearly get fired... The stories I've lost... the jobs I've lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there--all on account of those turtles. You feel it, too, don't you?